After a 3ish-day long interruption for school and work, it was Friday, August 31 and Leo and I were psyched for Part II of our date with The Mouse. I’d taken the day off to clean, re-pack, grocery shop and do school work. Around noon, I realized I didn’t have a written confirmation for our POFQ ressie that night.
Remember when I made that? Only the previous day, August 30. And I’d been SHOCKED they had anything at an AP rate, let alone at POFQ.
I was right to be dubious. I logged into Disney.com and searched for my ressie.
It found it. No problem.
Except.
It read
#37489210874 – CANCELED.
Canceled?
CANCELED???
I got on the phone and explained what was going on and the lovely CM put me on hold. When she came back, she explained that, indeed, that reservation had been canceled not 5 minutes after it was made.
She: “Maybe there was some miscommunication or misunderstanding when it was made?”
I: “I don’t really see how. I said ‘Here’s my credit card number', he said ‘Your confirmation number is blahblahblahbityblahblah’ and I said ‘Thank you.’ I don’t know what could have been confusing in that.”
To her credit, she was super nice and we both agreed it was odd that POFQ was able to be booked in the first place. As you may already guessed, there were no rooms available there anymore. But she did have a room at CBR, which had been my first choice anyway.
PHEW!!!! Crisis averted and only 2 hours before departure time!
I picked Leo up from school and endured the looks from THEM. You know the look,
“I can’t believe they’re going to WDW AGAIN. They were there just last weekend!” I didn’t bother explaining my new WDW-as-Lake-House theory. TFI, I don’t really think it would help my case.
This weekend, I wisely followed the advice of my Tampa-dwelling co-worker and took an alternate route through the city to I-4. Worked like a dream! No traffic and we made it to WDW during the worst rush hour of the week in less than 2 hours.
Pulled into the Customs House at CBR, stood in a short line until called and then… got a Dream! Kinda.
“Welcome to Disney’s Caribbean Beach Resort! This must be Leo, right?”
“Yep, that’s him.”
“Well, Leo, if your mom can answer an easy Disney trivia question, I’ll give you ALL the stickers I have, a whole bunch of coloring books & crayons, AND a pirate hat! But she has to answer this one question correctly.”
Leo was like, “Whatever,” but I didn’t want to rain on Bobby Happy Crayons’ parade.
All said with a huge grin on my face, “Gee Bobby Happy Crayons, you’ve really set me up nicely, haven’t you? If I don’t get the question right and my kid doesn’t get the loot, we should be up for a pretty fun weekend, huh? Thanks a BUNCH.”
“Don’t worry PrincessV, this is easy? Ready?! Okay, here it is… what was Walt Disney’s birthday?!”
“How about just the month? You’ve got a 1 in 12 shot!”
“Uh – January?”
“Close!”
“Okay, December?”
“YES! Now, how about the year?”…
And on it went until I finally,
finally got it right. And Leo got a mountain of stickers – he’s not into stickers, so I left those in the room, a ton of crayons and books – not real excited about those, either and I left them in the room, and a direct marketing piece cleverly disguised as a paper pirate hat –
that went with us everywhere and continues to live in the back seat of the car, just in case Leo feels a pirate-y moment coming on.
Oh yeah, and we got a room. But not a parking pass, though I didn’t notice that till the next day. Think the wad of stickers on the dash was enough to show we were guests?
Anway, we set off to find our room in Trinidad North. I hadn’t been to CBR in 10-odd years, so it was a new adventure of sorts. We found our section…
…and then our room on the second floor, with this familiar view:
The Curse of the AP Rate strikes again. Not that I really cared – it actually makes those one-night stays easier to be near the car.
Or so I delude myself into thinking.
Leo and I both agreed we liked this room a lot. Better than POR. A lot better.
We didn’t stay long , though. It was dinner time and we set off in search of nourishment at Old Port Royale. The walk there was gorgeous… too bad I didn’t have a CARD in my camera to take pictures. (Don’t worry - got them the next morning!)
Not much to say about dinner – I had a chicken Caesar salad and Leo had pizza. Both were good. Not great, but good.
Before I knew it, it was time to settle in for the night and get ready for our big, relaxing Poly pool day. We had a really nice afternoon/evening, Leo and I. I was reminded once more how important it is that we get some just Mommy & Son time in our busy lives.
Coming soon: “Stop splashing!" "I’m not – that’s rain!”
